Sunday was an interesting day. It started off with a beautiful walk with Molly and Boots. The wild flowers are looking fantastic:
Afterwards I headed over to the church where my Godson had decided to get confirmed. It was a privilege to share in this lovely occasion, and on top of that he sang a stunning and really quite moving solo (he is a chorister elsewhere). The flowers looked great
Afterwards I returned with the family to their house for lunch. I am frightfully shallow at the best of times but I am more shallow than a shallow thing on a shallow day in shallow Ville when it comes to meringues. For pudding we had meringues. I love meringues and these were delicious.
It was lovely spending time with the family. Afterwards I came home and had a jolly good walk through the fields. Boots was delighted to be back on familiar territory and just loved it. We took Maggie with us this time and they both had a great time.
We had a long walk over the fields along with a sit down looking at the sun shining on the spire of St Mary the Virgin in the distance.
After two glorious walks Boots was rather exhausted and I wasn’t much better so we finished the evening with a drink at the local pub with Maffi and returned home for an early night.
Petroc are moored here at the moment and I have enjoyed meeting them albeit briefly.